
作曲 : Wu-Lu
Warm hands
touches sour gravel exterior
As the heavyweight thought
Crushes and cripples
His whispered excuse for a reply
How can a premature human
As young as this
Delve into reasonable thought
If anxious frames of guilt
Hold their everyday reality
in the night it stays the same
in the night it stays the same
broken homes i've seen them all my life
It's the same old thing
It's the same old thing
dont let your mind sail down the drift
the devil makes work for our fears
they're in your mind if you let it exist
they want us down and only feeling shit
make your
pain
into water
nothing
compared
took more than
showing your cards out
sad enough to feel no way
sad enough
sad enough to feel no way
sad enough
broken homes i've seen them all my life
It's the same old thing
It's the same old thing
dont let your head roll for a myth
stand hold your crown you bigger than this shit
fears
tears
leadings by fears
taking up our life force
dealing with fear
we all fall down its how you find the cliff
we're spinning just trying to find our grip
fears
dealing with fears
dealing with LIFE FORCE
DEALING WITH FEARS